“Until he extends the circle of his compassion to all living things, man will not himself find peace.”

— Albert Schweitzer

Variant translation: Until he extends his circle of compassion to include all living things, man will not himself find peace.
Variant translation: Until we extend the circle of compassion to all living things, we will not ourselves find peace.
Kulturphilosophie (1923)

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French-German physician, theologian, musician and philosoph… 1875–1965

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